#finally sans enters the picture again

[twentydaysofdrabbles]

The Concierge Delivers (Part 20)

The drive back through the City and to the Hotel is blissfully uneventful. Your eyes are heavy, threatening to close now that you are stationary and seated. It’s been a long two days. Your body is begging you to rest, to stop and recover. 

Ah, but not yet. It’s not safe yet. 

Your valet is a seasoned driver, but most importantly, knows the City and its surrounds like the back of his hand. His eyes are sharp, his senses keen, and you know that between you and him, you’d get back to the Hotel in one piece. 

In the back, Toriel is quiet. Her hand smooths over the ruffled fur at her neck, zips up her skirt. She seems restless. As one rightfully would be, considering the bounty on her head. Which then begs the question of who put it there...

Slipping your phone out, you fire off a message to an unsaved number. Best to find out who wanted the former Queen dead. For knowledge’s sake, you reason with yourself. Definitely not because you want to have the answer in case you are asked. And definitely not because Frisk or Sans would want to know. 

Before long, the valet turns onto the street leading up to the Hotel. In the heart of a bustling area just off the centre of the City, the Continental has a charming mix of mysterious old-world architecture with modern upgrades. Eye-catching. Luxurious. 

As the car draws closer, you check yourself. Hair, face, clothes, gloves. There is a spatter of crimson on your neck - that is wiped away by a pale handkerchief. More on your wrists. That is wiped away too. Your hair is slightly mussed, fixed in short order with a series of habitual moves. With your gun holstered and your clean gloves straightened, you look as you always did. 

Though perhaps smelling like iron and copper. Good thing the valet keeps a bottle of subtle perfume in the glove box, which you take and spritz on yourself in a light mist. Just enough to mask the smell long enough that you can have a shower and change.

Toriel had been spared much of the fallout of fighting in close quarters, but still looked worse for wear. She sees you straightening your clothes, then the building looming at the end of the street, and takes in a deep breath. “Can we go through the back entrance, please?” That regal set to her shoulders returns, along with her firm tone. 

With a look to your valet, who nods, you turn your head enough to look at her out of the corner of your eye. “Of course, Miss Toriel.”

Past the front door, down to the carpark, and then to the staff entrance. Your legs and back creak as you get out, but you pay it no mind in order to open the back door for the former Queen. As she unfurls herself from inside the car and straightens with a wince, you are glad you asked for one of the wider, bigger cars; she would struggle otherwise.

“If you will follow me, Miss Toriel,” you say evenly, “The Manager is expecting you.” 

“And my child?” She interjects before you can walk off. “Where are they?”

You tilt your head.

“I want to see them before the Manager.” Then she pauses. “Please.”

A slight frown crosses your face. In your mind, the Manager has priority over Frisk, but at the same time, you don’t suppose this is an unreasonable request. 

Then, your phone rings. That ringtone belongs to only one person.

“Please excuse me for one moment, Miss Toriel.” You politely turn your head away to pick up the phone. “Ma’am.”

“My Heart. I have some guests over for tea time, could you please let Miss Toriel know to expect company?” 

Well, you should have expected that. “Of course, ma’am.” You hang up.

Toriel seems to have closed her ears to your conversation by the way she looks to the side, seemingly examining the private lift lobby. She perks up as you turn to her, looking for all the world like a normal schoolteacher.

The phone disappears into a pocket, your hands fold before your belly, and you look up at her. “The Manager wishes me to inform you that she has company, and that she would like you to join her for tea time.” 

Toriel reads between the lines. Her eyes brighten, her shoulders lift. Then she nods resolutely, trying to rein in her reaction. “Then lead the way.”

Like with Asgore, the lift seems so much smaller with Toriel inside it with her. Though the female goat monster is slighter, narrower of build than the King, you find yourself standing a little closer to the buttons than you normally would to avoid being in her space. Or to keep her out of yours. 

At last, the elevator dings and you open the cage doors, admitting you to a luxurious suite. You guide Toriel through the entryway, into the sitting room, where you stop just inside it, stepping to the side so Toriel can enter. With your hands folded over your belly, you incline your head to the table’s occupants. “Miss Toriel has arrived.”

The dull scratch of chair legs against luxurious rug, then the quick shuffle of footsteps. Toriel gasps, drops to her knees. 

“My child!” Toriel breathes out wetly, her arms opening to the sides to let Frisk fly into her arms. 

Frisk is quiet save for their soft, quick breaths, their hands occupied with clinging to Toriel’s neck and shoulders. Their fingers brush past the bare ring of skin around the former Queen’s neck and they freeze. 

You can see their mouth move. And for the first time since you’ve known them, they speak. “Who?” Their voice is more mellow than you’d expect from a ten year old. More mellow and entirely filled with fury. 

Toriel seems reluctant to answer. And luckily for her, she’s saved by the Manager herself.

“Miss Toriel, please have a seat,” she waves to an open chair beside Frisk’s abandoned one, a cup of tea in her other hand. And in the last open seat at the table for four? 

“Jeez sweetheart, someone gave you a ruff time, huh?” For someone who had nearly been killed the night before, Sans looks more put together than he normally does. His tie done up right, his jacket in place, his shirt neatly pressed. You suppose he needs to look neat in front of the Manager, Frisk and the former Queen.

And his teeth--

Gold gleams and glints in his mouth, the knocked out tooth replaced by one of gold. On anyone else, it would have been tacky. But on Sans? It fits him. It fits him well...very well.

You sigh through your nose, a silent exhale for all that it was long. It’s because you don’t want to link his pun with the knock knock joke from earlier. It’s definitely not because you need to take a moment not to look him up and down. Why does he clean up so well? And why is he looking at you like that? Like he likes what he sees?

“Mister Sans,” you level a dry look at him at last, which only makes him grin wider. 

In the time you spend staring at--no, noticing Sans, both Toriel and Frisk had gotten up and come back to the table. The Manager nods at you fondly, her eyes flicking to the stain on your cuff. “Did you have a good stroll, my Heart?”

You struggle to keep your expression neutral. “Yes, ma’am. Though I should visit the gym more often.”

She laughs, a light sound. “I’m sure you gave them all a run for their money. I missed quite the show.”

Quite literally.

Her eyes twinkle, as if she knows the carnage you left behind. Sans just looks at her, then at you. At the faint red smudge on the cuff of your shirt, peeking out from under the dark cuff of your coat. 

You’re glad that the Manager is looking at Toriel and Frisk rather than at Sans, because the look that crosses the skeleton’s face is nothing less than pure hunger. 

His glowing red tongue flicks out to run over his teeth, leaving a wet sheen over the new gold tooth. You can’t deny that it catches your eye, or that you might be looking at him for longer than is proper. You...you might need another nap. These thoughts are getting out of hand.

“Do you require anything further, ma’am?” You direct your question to the Manager, who will know what it is you are asking.

The woman flicks her eyes to you, halfway through pushing a plate of sweets and pastries to the former Queen. “Nothing further, my Heart. Please go and rest, you’ve had a very long day.”

A very long two days, really.

You fold your hands over your belly and bow. “Good day, ma’am. Miss Toriel, Mx Frisk. Mister Sans.”

When you say his name, the smartly dressed skeleton rises, his hat in hand. “I’ll walk ya down, sweetheart,” he winks at you. “These folks don’t need me for this conversation.”

While Toriel looks at him strangely, Frisk only smiles a devious smile. I agree. I’ll give you the down-low later.

Sans salutes with a finger. “Thanks, kid.” Then to you, he waves his hat and strides past. 

The urge to sigh is great. Instead, you turn and give the Manager a look. One that she returns with a laugh stifled behind a hand. Not helpful. She mouths one word to you mockingly, ‘sweetheart’ and you fight the downturn of your lips. Supremely not helpful.

“Sweetheart, ya comin’?”

May the stars strike you down. 

[shinestarhwaa]

DEEP DIVE || CHOI SAN

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Pairing: San x Fem reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Tags/Warnings: Famous!AU, Established relationship, idol!San, actress!yn, dirty language, unprotected sex, spanking, breeding kink, riding, cunnilingus, multiple orgasms, praise, aftercare, dom!san, sub!yn

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ENJOY!

It's been a while since you've had some time with your boyfriend San. He's been abroad for tour and several events for weeks and you were spending your time filming your new movie Uproar across Europe.

When San facetimed you last week to tell you he'd be seeing you during Fashion Week you were over the moon. Italy was one of your favourite countries in the world so spending time with him there was a true gift.

Over the next few days the news got spread around gossip town that both San - global K-pop star and you - global moviestar would attend the event. It hadn't been long since the public found out about you two being together. Some paparazzi found the two of you snuggling in a park late at night during one of your dates and spread it around.

You felt some relief when it happened, though. You finally didn't have to sneak around as much anymore, now everyone knew. You were more nervous than San was about it. "But what about your career?" You had said to him, but he assured you that you were worth everything. He would give up anything for you. Luckily the hate wasn't that bad to deal with.

It's D-Day and your team is getting you ready, fitting you in a gorgeous Dolce & Gabbana gown, specially created for you. The dress was black and fitted you like a glove, classy and stylish. You got some heels and golden jewelry to match with it.

Your hair got styled down and it was glowing in the warm lights. Your social media team took some pictures before sending you off to the event. You were not sure what San would be wearing tonight. His debut this summer was all over the internet; him wearing the beautifully designed corset piece. You had send him voice messages of you freaking out over how hot he was that night and how badly you wanted him.

You could not help but think about how tonight would end, knowing you're sharing a hotel room together. It's been weeks since you've had the chance to be intimate with San and you knew he's bursting. And truthfully, so are you.

Seeing San enter the room, you feel your heart beat faster. You've been waiting on him, carefully watching the door so you wouldn't miss him. When he finally does enter, the room lit up, but it seems like everyone disappears. He looks so handsome tonight, you fell in love all over again.

He's wearing a black shirt - unbuttoned for a large part, exposing his large, toned chest. He wears the shiny pants gracefully, but your eyes keep on shifting back to his chest, where a cross-necklace lays in the valley of his hard pecs.

You try so hard not to drool all over yourself when he notices you and comes your way. You're in an secluded area right now, where no paparazzi can see you, so you don't hesitate before kissing him on the lips and embracing him in your arms.

"My dear, I've missed you so much. It feels incredible to see you again, feel you again," he whispers in your ear. "I know, I've missed you so much, Sanie."

The rest of the night felt like a warm bundle of joy. The lovely conversations with San and the designers won't be forgotten easily, but the thing you were mostly busy with was pretending you weren't incredibly horny.

When you finally step into your hotelroom you push San against the wall instantly. He laughs and lays his hands on your hips. "Oh?"

"Baby I have no time to seduce you and all that, I've been so incredibly horny tonight and I need you to take care of it right now."

"Okay, okay, you've made yourself clear," he grins, a naughty smirk playing on his lips. He slides down the wall and comes to eyelevel with your hips. You feel San's fingers glide across the back of your ankles to your calves, lifting up your dress along the way. His touch gives you goosebumps and shivers in a way you never experienced before.

"You're wearing the tiniest panties I've ever seen honey, they don't leave much to the imagination," San says as he pressed kisses along your thigh. You squirm underneath his touch, imagination running wild.

San pulls the fabric down and the panties pool around your ankles. You feel his hot breath fan over your exposed cunt. You nearly whimper just at the mere feel of the tip of San's tongue sliding through your folds, just slightly.

"S-San," you breathe out. His strong hands roam across the back of your thighs and your ass, groping it as he slides his tongue over your pussy again. San loves to taste you, he made that clear a thousand times already, but he seemed ten times more hungry than ever before.

"God, you're wet. I love this fucking pussy, my beautiful pussy, just for me," he rambled inbetween licks and strokes of his tongue. He landed on your clit after a few more strokes, putting pressure on the bundle of nerves, making you cry out.

"O-Oh! San!"

"You might wanna keep it down a notch for the neighbours," he grins, his last words before totally devouring you. The way he devours your pussy, savouring every single drop of your wetness, earning the softest and whiniest moans from you.

You held onto his broad shoulders and let your hands roam through his hair, pulling it slightly when he teased your clit. It doesn't take long before your body starts to shake and tremble, coming on his tongue.

San didn't take it as a cue to stop, but continues to eat your pussy like a starved man. Your moans grow louder when you feel his tongue slip inside you. You grow so desperate you start to hump him, ride your cunt on his face. You felt his nose bump into your clit a few times and you just can not bring yourself to stop.

Just as you're about to reach a second climax, San pulls away and manhandles you to bend over the kingbed. You breathe loudly and whine, complaining about he should've let you cum again. Your protests are rejected by a loud and harsh spank on your ass to shut you up.

He spanks you repeatedly, pushing your face into the mattress. You whine and whimper, feeling San's hard smacks on your skin. You know he isn't punishing you for anything, he is spanking you for your pleasure because you love when he's a little rough with you.

You squirm underneath his touch everytime, until he stops. You can hear noises behind you, noises of San taking off his clothes and you cry when he suddenly slips inside. San sighs as he sinks into your warm hole.

"Fuck, angel, you're so warm and tight for me," he groans.

San hovers over you, covering your entire body with his own as he thrusts into you. His movements are sharp and rough, fucking you deep. His left hand grips your left hip, while his right hand is still pushing your face down. It is slightly hard to breathe but it exhilarates you, knowing he has full control over you right now.

Your boyfriend pulls out and orders you to lay on your back, and you follow his instructions. You notice he is still wearing the jewelry from earlier, and you see how good he looks with it. He hovers above you again, lifting your legs and placing them on his broad, muscular shoulders. You loved seeing the contrast of your skin on his. His gorgeous, tan skin, shiny with sweat.

San slides his fat, hard cock into your awaiting pussy again, moaning out your name. You shiver when he bottoms out and his hands roam over the back of your thighs.

"You look so pretty when I stuff your cunt full with my cock."

He picks up his pace and thrusts deep into you, earning the most beautiful moans from you. "Such a pretty mess on my big cock, perfect for taking it. You take it so well, don't you baby?"

"Y-Yes, San, yes I do!"

"You are getting so tight baby, are you gonna come? Gonna come on my big cock like the good girl you are?" He smirks.

"San, please, please!" You plead. San rams his cock into you repeatedly, fucking you the hardest he can, the deepest he can to please you. The pleasure soon becomes so overwhelming you're sure you're seeing stars.

"That's it darling, come for me, come on my cock," he grunts. It only takes one more thrust for you to fall apart, a wave of pleasure washing over your body. Your body tingles, your toes curl and you moan loudly as he fucks you through your orgasm.

"That's it baby, good girl, you're so good, taking my cock like that. I can come now too, hm? You're gonna let me come in your delicious pussy? Fuck it full with my cum?"

You claw at the back of his neck and his shoulders as he nearly folds you, trapping you completely under his strong body.

"Y-Yes San, give it to me, give it to me, please, breed my pussy," you whine, still in a haze from your orgasm. San's moans grow gradually louder, until he bursts, spilling his hot seed into you, groaning loudly with each thrust.

He rides out his orgasm and pulls out, gently placing your legs down on the bed. The both of you pant hard, trying to slow your breathing. San gently kisses the top of your head and your soft lips with a smile.

"God, you're so amazing," he grins against your lips. He lays down next to you and strokes your back, holding you in his arms. "No, you are the amazing one. You truly make me feel like nobody else can."

It's silent for a while, but it's nice, basking in your afterglow. Feeling his skin on yours and hearing his heartbeat as you lay on his chest. You feel so safe and sound, everytime you are with him. It's hard to think straight sometimes, but you loved the feeling he gives you.

"Did you ask me to breed you?" San asks, reminiscing what you just did. He laughs as you blush and get embarrassed, hiding your face in the nape of his neck. "Shut up, San," you groan. "Nah," he says, "if that's what the lady wants, that's what the lady gets." "I like the sound of that," you laugh. Before he can say anything else, you hold him back with a kiss.

[svt-rizz]

You're Mine (18+) 💋

pairing: mingi x reader description: smut

It was around midnight when I heard my doorbell ring. Excitedly, I opened the door to find Mingi with his suitcase. He was wearing a grey hoodie with cargo pants, the ones I had bought for him.

He pulls me in his arms, "I missed you so much baby."

"I missed you too." I say, pulling him inside my apartment. We stay in our hug for a few seconds before sitting down on the sofa.

"Oh wait, I brought something for you." He says, getting up and opening his suitcase. He takes out a big bag, handing it to me.

"What's all this?" I ask, staring at the gifts he got me. There were perfumes, 2 branded bags and some lipsticks.

"Just something I bought in LA, the boys and I were at a mall so I decided to buy something for my darling." He says, pecking my cheek.

"Thank you, baby." I say, hugging him again. "Are you hungry, should I make something?" I ask, helping him take out his clothes.

"No, it’s fine babe. It's already late, you should sleep.” He says, taking off his shirt. My eyes travel down to his abs, was it necessary to take it off right now?

Mingi noticed my staring, his lips form into a smirk, “I need to take a shower. I’ll be back.” He says before disappearing into the bathroom.

I lay down on the bed and start reading a book because my sleepy-ness was long gone. Seeing Mingi again had made me really excited.

I heard the bathroom door open as he stepped into the bedroom. His bare chest was in view with his black shorts. He looked too hot. He sat down on the edge of the bed, using a towel to dry his hair.

He settled into the bed, pulling me in his chest. He had become quite buff after gymming consistently with San. His arms wrapped around my waist as he placed soft kisses on my neck.

"Aren't you tired?" I ask.

He shakes his head, "I'm not tired anymore, after seeing you."

"Really?" I ask, before settling on his lap. I missed this. His arms wrap around my waist as I take a lipstick from my bedside table. I really wanted to try this since he was on tour.

His eyes watch intently as I apply the lipstick, his smirk widens even more. "That color looks pretty on you." He mutters out before I place my lips on his, one of his hands moving to grasp the nape of my neck, pulling me closer.

He groans softly when I start kissing along his jaw and neck. He tilts his head back to give me better access, his eyes closing.

I connect my lips with his, his tongue quickly entering my mouth, exploring it slowly. He pulls me flush against his chest, his hands grasping at my body desperately. Like he wanted me as close as possible.

"Mmm, you’re going to drive me insane." Mingi says between kisses, as I grind onto his crotch. He pulls me impossibly close, his hands gripping firmly on my hips, not letting me move from this position.

I place a few kisses along his collarbones and chest, covering him in lipstick marks. “Should I take a picture? You can see this when you miss me on tour next time.” I say.

He smirks, “That’d be nice.” He say, handing me his phone. I click a few pics, making sure I get all the marks I left on his skin in the frame. His hands hold my hips, “Can I make love to you now?” He asks, leaving kisses along my jaw.

I hum, lifting my head up to give him more access. He marks my neck, taking his sweet time. Finally, he helps me take off my shirt and his hands caress my skin. He gently touches along my back down to my waist, "I miss you every time, baby. But being away from you makes me realise how important and special you're to me. I love you so much." He says pulling me in his chest.

"I love you more, Mingi." I smile at his sweet words. But his actions are the opposite of sweet. His hands plays with the waistband of my panties, as he waits for my permission. I nod and he rips it off making me gasp. He has done this before, but each time I get shocked.

I straddle his thighs again, kissing him. His hands stay on my hips as I hold onto his shoulders. He slowly enters me, "Oh fuck I missed this." He curses. He holds my waist as I start moving my hips.

I hold onto his neck as he closes his eyes and rests his head on the headboard. I try to make it enjoyable for him, as he worked so hard during tour.

I circle my hips, making him groan. His lips wrap around my nipple and he starts marking my chest. Soon, he flips us over his hands staying on my waist as he roughly enters me again. His finger enters my mouth, I suck onto it and look at his reaction. His eyes had darkened and his thrusts were faster.

"Baby, are you close?" He asks, his eyes were closing but he was forcing himself to look at me. I nod, pulling him down by his neck and kissing him. I was addicted to him, and he was just as addicted to me.

[beemynumberone]

Pictures are from Pinterest.

A wild duck chase

(Have you ever seen a duck run?)

-> pairing: HS Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader (reader is Goshiki’s older sister)

-> Soulmate AU (a duck chases you to your soulmate)

-> genre: fluff, fluff and more fluff

-> format: oneshot

-> cw: implied eating of duck at the end

~ Part 1 of A Haikyuu Soulmate Series (Akaashi)

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Legend has it that a duck appears when you turn 18. And that duck will lead you to your soulmate when they turn 18. 

It is at a volleyball practice when Ushijima catches sight of you. You’re Goshiki’s older sister, a third year in Shiratorizawa. Ushijima has seen you around but never really paid much attention to you. 

And when you interrupt the practice session to pass Goshiki’s lunch box to him, Ushijima still doesn’t pay much attention. He continues training his serves while a small commotion occurs. 

“Tsutomu-san is so pretty!” Tendou remarks to him, out of Goshiki’s earshot. Ushijima grunts in acknowledgment. That ball was too short. Further? That one was almost out. I have to keep practising. 

The commotion gets louder and Ushijima tries to block the noise out. Until… quack. Tendou screeches.

Ushijima lowers his serving arm. 

Quack quack 

A white duck waddles from the slightly ajar stadium door, straight towards him. 

Reon being the dedicated vice captain he is, tries his best to shoo the duck away. Tendou leaps over to try duck-whispering. 

It seemed that Tendou was successful, since the duck was now being happily escorted by the red-haired blocker to the bleachers. It sits in its place, contented. 

And after practice, the duck follows Ushijima out, back to the dorms. Ushijima simply accepts his new companion. Why shouldn’t he?

And so for the next few days, the duck just follows Ushijima around. Even on Ushijima’s weekly runs.

During which, he realises that the duck is kinda too slow for his liking, so he picks it up and treats it like a medicine ball. He trains the duck during the Saturday runs, showers it, builds a nest for it in the room he shares with Tendou. 

Until one morning, the duck decides to take off like an alarm clock on legs. It tugs at Ushijima’s pant legs, beckoning him to go somewhere. Caught off-guard, Ushijima decides to follow it. 

The duck runs across the block and goes to the female dormitories, but guys can’t enter the female dorms. Which is what Ushijima earnestly tells it. 

And the duck just sits (?) there (?). Until it starts running off again.

Surprisingly, Ushijima realises that it’s a soulmate duck when Coach Washijou tells him so. 

This adds to his curiosity when he catches up with the duck. I’ll follow the duck and we’ll find my soulmate. The school grounds are manageable, this should be easy. 

But who knew, it was a wild goose (duck) chase. 

They ran around the school compound, the duck seemingly following a trail where his soulmate had previously walked on. 

It was almost two hours and they still couldn’t locate his soulmate. Was it lost? Ushijima thinks, looking warily at the huffing and puffing duck running in circles.

At least he got his training in amirite?

And the next day, the duck is relentless. He follows the running duck (must be the training he thinks, its stamina improved over the past few weeks) all the way to the field.

Where he sees you again in the track and field uniform, warming up at the start line. Ushijima finally puts two and two together. 

Is Goshiki’s sister my soulmate? 

And at the whistle, you take off sprinting. Following close behind you is - a white duck. 

Ushijima is mesmerised at the way you soar over the hurdles, white duck strutting under the bars after you.

At his duck’s incessant quacks, he goes over to meet you at the finish line.

Panting, you walk to slow your breathing and turn back to see your new companion waddling after you.

As you turn, you catch sight of Ushijima’s well-built figure standing stoically by the side of the track. You ignore him, bee-lining for your towel to wipe dry.

Why is he here? Is he looking for Goshiki?

You spot the white ball of feathers by his feet.

Oh.

And you feel pecking at your ankles. You look down at the stubborn animal. What’s-

The ducks nudge both of you to stand face to face (or rather, your face to his broad chest, very embarrassing and awkward ngl). You could still feel the heat from the earlier run radiating off your body.

The ducks behind you two quack innocently. 

I think we’re soulmates :D Ushijima smiles down at you, happy that he’d finally figured out who his soulmate was.

You give your best grin, matching it with a shrug that definitely looked as forced as it felt. You felt conflicted. It wasn’t that having Ushijima as your soulmate was horrible, it was just that… you two never really got to know each other.

So after a good shower, you meet Ushijima at the school pond to talk “soulmates”.

You feel like you’re not ready for a relationship with him, since you don’t know Ushijima personally yet. 

And he doesn’t want to rush things either.

So in the meantime, all 4 of you (2 people and 2 ducks) go on weekly runs in the neighbourhood. 

This leaves Goshiki really confused and slightly afraid. Is his idol leaving him for his sister??

Side note for Washijou, after Tendou probes a little about his soulmate, he reveals that he had duck rice for dinner on his 18th birthday. 

Like a duck appearing on his birthday? Definitely a birthday delicacy on legs right? Nope

Ushijima waiting outside the female dorms with his duck:

[darkeralmond]

Can you do a william Smith smut when they get home from his draft. Pls I haven't seen any writing pieces for him and he's so cute.

Ps. I love your writing pieces

THANK U SM FOR THE REQUEST ILYSM ❤️❤️❤️

All Night

Will Smith x fem! Reader

synopsis: it’s draft night and you attend the draft with will and his family, but while there will’s drooling over your body. when he gets drafted, you tell him you have a reward for him in your guys’ hotel room

warnings: 18+, smut, swearing, oral (m! recieving)

word count: 1.2k

a/n: HEY GUYS!! i wanna get back to writing smuts and imagines so i saw one of my old requests and thought i would write it. also i am so excited to see macklin and will play tg!! enjoy i love u guys sm ❤️❤️

It was the night Will had been waiting for his entire hockey career. It was NHL draft night, and he was determined to go in the first round. As his long time girlfriend, he really wanted to take you to Nashville with him and his family to cherish the moment with you.

While entering Bridgestone Arena, there were media teams all over the place capturing all the young prospects. Players such as Connor Bedard, Adam Fantilli, and Oliver Moore who were just as glorified by the press as your boyfriend.

Photographers were snapping pictures of Will, ESPN commentators were interviewing him, and all you could do was step back and watch like an outsider.

After escaping the media frenzy by entering Bridgestone, he pulled you close to him and whispered, “You doing good?”

“Yeah, it’s just really crowded,” you answered. Fancy events made you anxious, so being at a nationally televised event with your super popular boyfriend was super overwhelming.

“Well, you look beautiful,” he teased before kissing your temple. His grip around you grew tighter as he stared at your chest which was slightly exposed with your v-neck dress, causing him to lick his lips. He then turned to his parents and said, “Hey, I’m gonna take Y/N the bathrooms so she doesn’t get lost. We’ll meet you guys in there.”

“Sounds good, just be at the table by 5:30,” his mom advised before heading down to their reserved spots. Will moved his hand from your waist to your hand before guiding you away from the crowd of people.

“Will, what are you doing?” you asked as he pushed through the crowd to a more secluded area. He spun to face you before kissing you deeply. You returned the action by moving your hands up to the sides of his neck. He ran his hands down your back and groped your ass.

You gasped before pulling away. “Will! Not here!” You meant for it to come out as stern, but you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Fuck. Why did you wear such a revealing dress?” he whined as he stared at your chest. “You know I can barely control myself around you. This is torture!”

You pecked a kiss on his cheek before saying, “You’ll have all this to yourself when we get back to the hotel. Remember, your parents got us our own room.”

He groaned again. “That’s hours from now!”

“Looks like you’ll just have to wait,” you teased as you winked at him. “Now come on, your mom will kill you if you’re late.”

The draft started shortly after that, and you held onto his hand as you and everyone else anxiously waited for his name to be called. Will ended up getting drafted to the San Jose sharks as the 4th overall pick, and he was over the moon. When they announced his name, the cameras panned onto him as everyone erupted into applause and cheers. Will let go of your hand as he and everyone at the table stood up, clapping and embracing him.

Will finally got to you as he grinned from ear to war and pulled you into a tight hug, burying his face in your neck. Your eyes rimmed with tears as the two of you held onto each other. You placed a kiss on his cheek and whispered into his ear, “Looks like I need to award you with a blow job in the hotel room.”

Now he was smiling even harder with his face red as he walked up to the stage to accept his hat and jersey. When he came back to his seat, he leaned into your ear and whispered, “Thank God they couldn’t see how hard I am just now.”

…

The first round of the draft took hours to complete due to the amount of prospects, so when it concluded his parents complained about how exhausted they were. Not you and Will though. You guys would’ve gone straight to sleep when you got to your room, but you both were really horny and ready to celebrate.

When you made it back to the hotel, his dad gave Will a keycard to the room. “Here’s a keycard for you guys to share. Your mom and I are gonna keep this one to check in on you so don’t be getting into trouble. I’ll see you two in the morning,” his dad said before heading down the hall to the hotel room for him and his mom.

“Good night!” Will yelled out to his parents before looking down at me, holding up his key card. “Looks I have you for the night.”

You ushered him by saying, “Hurry up! I’ve been waiting for this all night!” He scanned the card and the door unlocked.

Before you even made it in the room, his hands were all over you. His lips were all over yours, and he was kissing you like your life depended on it. You could barely even breathe as his tongue brushed across your lower lip before he opened his mouth and licked your top lip with fervor.

You broke the kiss so you could breathe. “I need this off you now,” you said as you unbuttoned his jacket and shirt and he shrugged them both off, letting it fall to the floor. “You ready for your celebration?”

He ecstatically nodded his head causing you to grin as you tugged off his pants. His boxers were black, very tight and covered in little white hearts. In your opinion his boxers had every right to be tight, he knew what was coming.

With his boxers gone and his obvious erection, you got down on your knees in front of him and stroked his tip with your tongue.

Will moaned softly causing chills to run down your spine. Your hands traveled up his dick, firmly grasping at the base. You kissed the tip and then slowly lowered your mouth to take half of him in your mouth. Multitasking, your other hand massaged stroked slowly.

He groaned in bliss as his hands held onto your hair. “That feels good, yeah?” you asked after pulling away, continuing to stroke his dick with your hand. He moaned again, louder than before, as confirmation. Your stomach flipped in excitement and you smiled wickedly.

“You look so fucking beautiful, baby,” he praised. You didn’t respond with words, you only let out a soft hum in amusement as you took his dick in your mouth again.

He thrashed his hips forward in order to go deeper down your throat. This caused you to slightly choke as a mix of saliva and his pre-cum escaped your mouth. “God, I wanna be inside you…” he whispered quietly.

You pulled away again and made eye contact with him, still jacking him off. “Oh, sweetheart,” you purred. “This is only the beginning.”

As he grew closer to finishing, your head bobbed up and down fast as your sucking became harder. He kept moaning your name louder and louder like an addiction that no drug could replace.

It only took him a minute to finish before he shot a load in your mouth. When you swallowed it, he groaned. “Wow… wow, that was amazing,” he rasped breathlessly.

“You still have my body to get through, you know?” you replied as you wiped the residue off your face with the back of your hand. “You said you wanted to be inside me, right?”

[deonsx]

When You Catch Them Satisfying Themselves

Feat: Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo, Fyodor, Nikolai, Jouno

Content: Nsfw

Dazai Osamu

Sent alone on a private business trip, when you boarded the plane for the return trip, you picked up the phone and sighed as you read the longing messages your boyfriend sent you

You decide to send him a lewd photo of you and then turn off your phone you could imagine it would piss him off You came home soon after, it was 00.00. You unlocked the door and you entered the house and saw that the light in your bedroom that you hoped was off was on under the door

You opened the door slightly and saw osamu your boyfriend standing back and forth with his hands on his dick

"Is my beautiful boyfriend satisfying himself by looking at my photo? How needy" You spoke with a grin on your face, his eyes quickly turning to your voice, his beloved girlfriend leaned against the door and watched him

“Bella? I didn't know you loved watching me so much, but instead of watching, how about you come and sit on my lap and satisfy me?”

Chuuya Nakahara

It was a long day, your boyfriend was at his office and you were busy doing the files your boss gave you, but your boyfriend hadn't been out of the office for a long time, once he came back with the excuse of "I'm going home"

When he came back, he was locked in his office again, your curiosity took over you, what was it that kept him in his room like that? You took your steps towards his office, you tried to sneak a peek through the misted windows of the door, but when you couldn't see it, you opened the door slightly

Your boyfriend was stroking himself in your underwear, your ears turned red when you saw it, You rubbed your legs together "Chuuya-san?", she put her hat on her rapidly flushing face "Are you watching me s/o!?" He spoke in an angry shy voice

"I should ask what my underwear is looking for in you" There was silence for a while, chuuya took the hat off his face "Since you're so curious.." he averted his eyes with a slight cough, then stared straight at you

"I need you more than ı wanted"

Ranpo Edogawa

Your boyfriend was acting very attached today, he kept coming up to you and saying "aaahh I need you~” You had to ignore him, kunikida's eyes were constantly on you "S/o...why are you ignoring me.." he squinted his eyes

"Baby please wait until home you're being so impatient" you gave him a slight warning, you didn't see ranpo around after you said that

Kunikida came up to you and asked "Have you seen Ranpo around? We need him for a mission" You shook your head when Kunikida asked that "Let me know if you see him," said the blond man, and then you searched around to look for him, when you heard a faint but heavy breathing sound, you turned your eyes to the burgundy door where the sound came from

You put your head against the door and try to understand the sound, the deep breathing sound "Fuck you s/o.."him self-talk turned you on and at the same time made you feel embarrassed

Ranpo hadn't had a chance to take his hands off his dick when you suddenly opened the door, "Oh finally you're here.." his eyes gleamed with joy, but he didn't get up from his chair

you can give me my reward for making me wait long enough today~

Fyodor Dostoyevski

you were at work your boss was at the same time your boyfriend was at his usual office and you threw him a few pictures of you in the shower to turn him on

Then you went about your business, but because you were wondering what had happened to him, you decided to listen to him by his door, but there was no sound from inside. "Fyodor??" You went in and looked around but there was no one inside, so he left his office? Why? Duty?

You wandered around and asked everyone, "Where's the boss?" And you got the same answer from everyone "We didn't see it" where did this man disappear all of a sudden?

Only one place came to mind, Fyodor's computer room in the private basement, a room with only you and the card in his hand, but you weren't even sure where it was because you didn't need it at all You followed the stairs down to the basement and finally saw the room that was barely visible in the dark, with the white lights visible from underneath, you realized that there was Fyodor in the room

You tried to listen to him, you could even hear the sound of his hand, while his breathing sounds were also melodic to your ears, behind the door, the sound of which made your legs tremble after You opened the door, fyodor's purple eyes opened in surprise

"Oh? Dear, I see you're already wet listening to me, why don't you come and please us both?"

Nikolai Gogol

Your eyes followed your self-satisfied boyfriend on the phone looking at photos he took of you before Your body trembled as you continued to watch her from the closet where you were hiding, it all started when you wanted to surprise your boyfriend

But things didn't go well as soon as your boyfriend came into the room, he sat on the chair angrily and called your name "Fuck you, why aren't you at home.. you deprive me of yourself so much"he said. you started watching him through the gap in your closet with very little light

He cursed a lot with your name and that was enough to turn you on he was stroking himself with his hands, you took away the thoughts, but in the end there was a rustling sound from the closet

Your boyfriend quickly stopped himself but didn't turn around, just chuckled

"That's enough play, my love, I have to fuck you now"

Jouno Saigiku

You sat on his lap and took him to heaven with a deep kiss, his hair stained with your slightly messy lipstick, his messy tired face greets you, you rubbed in him lap, causing him to smirk and scowl "You playing with me?" You chuckled and left bites on his neck

The ringing sound of the phone was exactly what you wanted. You picked up the phone while you was on his lap and found out you had a mission, of course it didn't matter, but it wasn't something you wouldn't do to piss him off

You quickly got up from his lap, causing him to be horrified "What are you doing??" He asked in a light but tense tone, "I've got work to do, baby we'll do it next time" and you got ready and left you didn't even care what he said

An hour passed and you came back home "Oh fuck!" You were startled by the voice and you walked into your bedroom and found him satisfied with your boyfriend's hand on his head and his head tilted back

It was a great pleasure for you to see your lover like that. You brought your hand to your lips "Ahh my dear darling, what's the problem? Are you trying to satisfy yourself without me?"

He slowly straightened up, watching his every move, his hand went to his white hair and he laughed nervously

"Oh? What's that heartbeat? Are you enjoying it? Then you're going to enjoy me fucking you"

Enjoy!

[mustainegf]

OH MY GYATT. Dave mustaine talking to best friend reader (who he’s in love with) and getting super hard and eventually cumming in his pants without even touching his cock?

Desperate Dave is so gmbmmgmgmfgm

𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ¹⁹⁹²

The sun had just set over the rolling hills of San Francisco. I sat with my best friend on the porch, sipping beers, watching the world go by. She looked so beautiful this evening, her long hair tumbled down her back as she laughed at something that I said.

We would sit there and talk a great deal, but I couldn't help my mind straying a bit as I sneaked a glance or two her way. What captured me were the curves of her body, the line where the skirt met and accentuated her thighs.

Suddenly, my jeans felt too tight, and I could feel something familiar growing in my pants.

I tried to listen, focus on what she was saying, nodding, making supportive hums, but my mind was consumed with dirty thoughts of her.

I was thinking about running my fingers through her hair, pulling her into me, and just passionately kissing her, nibbling her shoulder as I sink my cock deep into her.

The time went on and my mind wandered further and further, and I was getting harder and harder.

I imagined her lips around my cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. I could see a perfect picture in my mind, my lips all over her as she bounced on my lap, her breasts bounces as I lap at her hickey covered neck.

I first began trying to ignore it, thinking that if I just listened to the conversation, it would pass.

It seemed to be getting worse, and soon I felt the fireworks going off in my crotch.

I imagined the cute little moans that she would make, her hands gripping and clawing at my back as she tightened and came around my cock.

To my horror, I realized that I was about to cum without having touched myself at all, something that had never happened before.

My heart was thudding fast, trying to hold it in; it was too late. The pants were warm, and I knew right then that I had to remain casual if not for anything else, but it was impossible to ignore the feeling of sticky cum smothering inside my boxers.

I took another sip from my beer, all the while listening to her as I furtively worked at adjusting myself in as inconspicuous a manner as possible.

She looked at me curiously, her eyebrows furrowed. "Are you okay?" she asked again.

I forced myself into laughter and waved it off. "Yeah, fine," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just a little jittery, I need a joint."

She looked at me skeptically but let the subject drop, and we went on talking as if nothing had happened. But inside, I was mortified and ashamed.

I couldn't help but replay it all in my head, wondering how she hadn't noticed what had just occurred. Had she? Was that why she was looking at me so strangely?

“Hey, I’ll be back, I’ve gotta piss,” I explained, sitting up as she nodded.

Entering the bathroom, I exhaled a sigh of relief and escaped her prying eyes, only to have my mind revert to the mortifying situation.

I quickly tugged my jeans down and looked down to my boxers and was horrified to find that they were soaked with cum. My cock was still half hard too, and it seemed to betray my previous desperate attempts to control myself.

I cursed under my breath Not wanting to make a single noise, I rummaged for tissues or toilet paper to see if I could clean up as inconspicuously as possible. My heart was racing as I tried to blot the cum from my boxers, but that clearly wasn't going to work very well.

After an eternity, I finally managed to clean most of the cum from my boxers. Still, they felt kind of damp and uncomfortable against my skin.

I managed awkwardly fix myself up when suddenly, I heard a gentle knock at the bathroom door. My heart skipped as I realized that she must have noticed I was gone a little while.

"Dave, are you okay in there?" she called out

[sagisbrainrot]

drunk!lian shenanigans pt.2!

a continuation of my drunk!lian fic idea here. this one is longer and fresh out of my head, sorry for the typos!

xie lian has been extremely busy this week, so much so he hasn't been able to go home. he's been on a mission in the north, handling a mission that should have been much easier but turned out to be way more complicated than he thought

to his surprise, some showed up to help him. it was pei ming!

after a long, cruel 7 full days without his husband, xie lian was ready to go HOME. and thanks to pei ming, who helped him greatly and called his subordinates down to handle everything else, he would be able to go home that night.

naturally he let his beloved husband know that he'd be home soon, and that he couldn't wait to see him. before he could leave, pei ming starts complaining about how he hasn't seen his highness in a while! he's always in ghost city, or on missions! so, he asks xie lian to go for a drink before he leaves

xie lian is very hesitant. while he had a lot of fun the last time, he can't help thinking about how he almost ate human thigh, or how he may have run into (and broken) a stall or two, or how san lang had given him a stern talking to (which, all he said was that if xl was going to drink, he needed to be safe! and drink in moderation!).

it was so embarrassing, he couldn't believe he acted like that! no matter how much fun he had, he decided maybe he shouldn't drink anymore!

pei ming insists. he promises they won't drink that much and that he knows xie lian has already gotten wasted. of course shi qingxuan told him! but there was a new place in the area serving new things, and he hadn't had time to check it out and wanted to with a friend

so, reluctantly, they go for drinks. the place pei ming chooses is much fancier than where xie lian went with sqx, and had a much wider selection of drinks. and a much... sweeter collection of drinks. it didn't even feel like he was drinking!

before they knew it, both of them were absolutely wasted, and xie lian's urge to see his beautiful husband has increased 10x. so its time to go home!

pei ming, wasted out of his mind and worried for the stumbling highness, uses his heavenly uber to take xie lian back to ghost city.

half way through the ride, though, xie lian realizes how absolutely fucked he is. he swore he wasn't going to get drunk again and this time, right now, he's worse! so there's only one thing he can do.

sneak into the temple and pretend to be sleep!

now, if xie lian was sober, he'd remember that there was no "sneaking" into ghost city, but thats neither here nor there. he has a plan! turning to tell pei ming, who thinks xie lian's plan is full proof, they decide to leave the heavenly uber outside and xie lian takes the long way through ghost city, avoiding the busy streets

it took a lot of effort, but he FINALLY saw the temple! he decides to sneak in to his bedroom window, trying (and failing) to not make too much noise. he could have went through the main door, but its very visible and he didn't want anyone to let san lang know he was here!

however...

hua cheng, after hearing that his beloved husband was coming back this night, was ecstatic. beyond, honestly. so, he decides to make this welcome back really nice. he plans on making xie lian's favorite meal, drawing him a nice bath and giving him a nice...massage.

he feels when xie lian enters ghost city, but he's surprised that his husband hasn't contacted him. he'll see him soon, so he doesn't worry about it. he goes back to preparing food when he hears a LOUD noise near the bedroom / altar.

now he's curious. so he walks quietly, much quieter than normal, towards the room. he comes to a full stop and can't help but take in the picture before him: his god is muttering to himself faced away from him, a corner of the robe was caught on the window, twigs sticking from his hair (how on earth did he do that?)

hua cheng clears his throat and xie lian stiffens up, freeing his robe from the evil window and turns around. xl can't help but take in how good his husband looks right now, hair pulled back into a ponytail and a raised eyebrow looking at him, clearly waiting on an explanation.

hua cheng knows the answer to the question before he even has to ask. he knows by the swaying, the bright red flush and the disheveled state that his god was drunk. he was extremely amused, he could tell his husband had fun the last time but he swore he'd never drink again. so why now?

as hua cheng opened his mouth to ask, xie lian had another great idea.

RUN!

so before hua cheng could ask about his... current state, xie lian brushes past him and BOLTS towards the door. hua cheng is frozen in shock, of all the things he expected xie lian to do that was the last one.

and whats even worse is that the drunken god who was stumbling, swaying and even got caught in a window was now suddenly very slippery, sliding through hua cheng's hands every time he thinks he finally has the prince.

just as xie lian got to the door, hua cheng sped up and grabbed part of his robe. twisting out of it, it took them a second to notice that hua cheng managed to grab the belt holding his robe together. in shock, they both watch at the belt fell and xie lian's outer robe opened, sliding down his shoulders a bit.

xie lian locks eyes w hua cheng as a mischievous glint enters his eyes, and he giggles.

then bolts out of the door, only in his inner robe.

----

thats all i got. would like to include xie lian destroying another stall or two in the chase (the same stall he destroyed the last time), falling in the mud, and when hua cheng catches him he can't stop giggling and smiling. hua cheng gives him a bath when they get home, which xie lian insists he'll only take if "san lang gets in the bath too!" heehee

i've seen people say they like my ideas, so if you write them i demand a small fee of being tagged or let me know so i can read it!!

[marimayscarlett]

LIFAD turns 15 years old today 💿🎶

On this day, the 16th of October 2009, the album 'Liebe ist für alle da' was released. The work for this album started the year prior, as the preproduction for the album took place from February to October 2008. The focus of the band in the beginning period of the production lay on learning how to work together again, playing songs together and gather ideas. In Hermannshagen, over the course of about one month, the band came up with up to 90 recordings of little snippets (like choruses and riffs), which they recorded for later.

After this brainstorming period, the band moved to the Beesenstedt castle in Sachsen-Anhalt to rehearse. The process apparently was less than easy due to tension in the band. The individual members seemingly first had to reconnect with each other, since the last production had been some time ago. Richard described the process of working on the album as difficult at times: "Everyone was involved and interested in everything, which meant the decision-making power was practically zero because everyone wanted to go in a different direction. Six people on the boat and everyone playing captain – that's really tough."

After the work period in Germany, the band moved over to the US for recording. Drum recording took place in the Henson Studios located in Los Angeles, and the final destination were the Sonoma Studios in San Francisco. The studio they had booked there fell far short of their expectations – the band felt cramped and not as comfortable as they had hoped for a successful recording of their new album. Paul describes it as follows: "There we ended up in a studio that was in the middle of a retiree resort. We had imagined that differently, because actually the area was quite cool. There were cougars and deer running around, but we were in the middle of nowhere, and when we booked, we couldn't see the barbed wire that fenced off all the paths. We felt cramped, and on top of that, the studio wasn't exactly inviting. The owner had hung unsightly things everywhere that we had to take down first. However, after de-cluttering the rooms, we started to feel better."

In total, about 20 songs were recorded, of which 18 songs were published (15 on the special edition of the album, plus Mein Land and Vergiss uns nicht on the single for Mein Land, and Gib mir deine Augen on the single for Mein Herz brennt.)

The promotion for this album was done by advertising clips, for example an old lady enjoying "Frühling in Paris" and a bodybuilder lifting weights while listening to "Mehr".

Eugenio Recuenco was the artist behind the album aesthetic - he shoot the pictures for the booklet as well as for the cover of the album. Richard mentioned a similarity to the painter Hieronymus Bosch regarding the style and arrangment in the pictures. In the US, the cover was censored - an additional inlay paper on top of the usual cover showed the cover picture, but without the woman on the table

Less than a month after the album's release, it was placed on the German index. The reasons given for this were the song Ich tu dir weh, which was seen as glorifying violence, as well as this particular image of Richard:

Due to these reasons, from November 11, 2009, the original version could only be sold upon request to adult customers and was no longer allowed to be advertised. On the re-release of the CD following the indexing of the album, there is only a several-second pause in place of the song. On the cover, Ich tu dir weh is crossed out in red and marked with the footnote "Removed after censorship by the authorities of the Federal Republic of Germany." The letters of the song lyrics in the booklet were replaced with Xs except for brief excerpts.

After a lengthy legal dispute, the album was finally removed from the index in October 2011 and can once again be distributed with Ich tu dir weh.

Nevertheless: The album, like its predecessors, entered directly at number 1 on the German charts and stayed there for two weeks. In total, it was in the Top 100 for 83 weeks. It also held the number 1 spot for several weeks in Austria and Switzerland, and even reached the Top 20 of the album charts in the USA and the UK. In the ranking of the best-selling albums in Germany in 2009, Liebe ist für alle da ranked 7th.

Some additional facts surrounding the album:

During their tour for the album, Rammstein performed Ich tu dir weh with altered lyrics.

The album was originally supposed to be called Wiener Blut – like the Rammstein song about child abductor Josef Fritzl. However, they decided against it because there was already a Falco album with the same name.

Richard about the album title: '"Liebe ist für alle da" (Love is there for everyone) is a very Christian thought. Of course, one must ask, is love really there for everyone? I would hope that it is. Can we forgive those who have misunderstood love? I often think about that, and I fail, then make some progress, only to go back again.'

The chorus of Frühling in Paris is inspired by Edith Piaf's chanson Non, je ne regrette rien.

Four years after the album's release, Führe mich was used as a soundtrack for Lars Von Trier's controversial film Nymphomaniac.

The song Haifisch is inspired by Mack the Knife from Brecht's The Threepenny Opera.

Sources: rammwiki metalhammer rammstein.de welt.de noz.de

[oldcoffeeaddict]

What the hell is going on? (TR x reader x Haikyuu)

I had this idea for some time so I finally managed to write it. English is not my first language so expect typos, errors and poor language.

Words: 2k

Bokuto is the first one to notice you entering the gym. The set between Fukurodani and Karasuno has just ended, Karasuno team is running laps as a punishment and Fukurodani team is just resting before their next set with Nekoma.

“Hey, hey, hey! y/n-chaaan, I missed you!”

You're immediately swapped by the Owl's captain while Akaashi is trying to calm him down. You don't mind though: Bokuto being a good friend of Kuroo, treats you like a little sister. His limitless energy is just what you need after the tiresome shift on your part-time job to recharge. You'd prefer to rest at home cuddling with your boyfriend but alas. You promised Kuroo and coach Nekomata to help them with the training camp with Fukurodani, Karasuno and Inarizaki, but at least being an unofficial team manager allows you to have a part time job you desperately need. 

At the sound of your name, the Inarizaki team flinches. They've never thought you'd be here but maybe this is their chance to apologize. No matter what you had done, you never deserved being treated the way they treated you. 

Disturbed by hearing your name they lose their set with Nekoma and Kuroo grins: this is just the start of his little revenge on your behalf. Is it petty? Yes. Do they deserve it? Also yes. 

Atsumu looks at Nekoma's captain and frowns. He recognized him immediately when he saw him for the first time this morning. The guy you cheated on him with. So after all you are now officially dating Kuroo, aren't you? Why else would you be here? Inarizaki's setter wants nothing more than to show you how great he is and make you regret cheating on him. 

The only member of Inarizaki who expected you here and is actually glad to see you is Kita, their captain. You've been in contact with him all these months since you left Inarizaki and transferred to Nekoma - after all he was the only person who helped you and tried to save you from being bullied by Atsumu's fans. 

Kuroo, being the idiot he is, looks at you at shouts:

“Y/n-chan! I won! Aren't I great?” 

You completely ignore him and run to Shibayama who much to your surprise was playing the set against Inarizaki. 

“Yukiiii!!” 

You hug your favorite first-year, praise him and pat his head affectionately. The poor boy gets completely red, still not used to your affectionate behavior. 

Osamu nudges his twin:

“She looks happy”

You can practically feel the daggers sent your way by your former teammates when Kita approaches you with his typical greeting: 

“Hello, l/n-san. It's nice to see you again”

You look at him and smile. Kita informed you that he was appointed captain of the team. 

“Hello, Kita-san! Being the Captain suits you!” 

Your conversation with him is cut short as Lana, the Nekoma manager, approaches you with a tired smile and asks you to fill up the bottles.

You excuse yourself to Kita and leave the gym with the empty bottles. 

A few minutes later Kita joins you to fill the bottles with fresh water for his teammates as well. 

You smile at him fully aware of their current manager's abilities.

“Isn't it the job of the manager?”

Kita sighs.

“It is, but you know, Kasumi never does it, she's usually busy chatting with the Miyas. She's not nearly as good and competent as you were”

“I'm sorry, Kita-san. I needed to leave”

“Don't apologize, l/n-san, it was never your fault. Atsumu and his fans are to blame.” 

They were indeed. It was Kasumi, the second Inarizaki manager, who showed pictures of you hugging Kuroo and told Atsumu and the whole team about that. You knew she was jealous of your relationship with him and wanted him for herself. Atsumu was the only reason she joined the team. After that she and the other Atsumu's fans made your life in Inarizaki unbearable so you had to transfer to Nekoma.

Kita decides to change the subject:

“So, the Nekoma's captain is the one they accused you of cheating with?” 

Now it's your turn to sigh.

“Yeah, and he knows what happened that day. Just don't be surprised if he is acting more stupidly than usual. He said he wanted revenge, whatever it means”

Don't get me wrong, you adore Kuroo. Despite being just a year older, Kuroo treats you as a little girl and can get overprotective. So when you told him what happened between you and the Inarizaki team, Kuroo offered you to transfer to Nekoma and start a new life. He was furious at how the team treated you and it took you a long time to calm him down.

Kita helps you to carry the heavy bottles to the gym, but you have no chance to give them to your boys. Immediately upon your return you're dragged by Bokuto again. 

“Y/n-chan, I have an apprentice now! Meet Hinata!”

He is now literally beaming. 

The rest of the day is uneventful: you just help manage the Nekoma team and avoid Inarizaki. 

It's not that you hate them now - they once were your friends, but you still can't get over the situation that happened that day and how they were quick to judge you. 

You were on your way to the morning practice, nothing unusual for the morning in early March at the end of your first year in Inarizaki. Approaching the gym you heard the commotion inside and opened the door. You were met with the angry face of your boyfriend of six months - the infamous setter of Inarizaki volleyball team Miya Atsumu.

He shoved a phone with a picture of you and black-haired guy in the mall. His arm was around your shoulders in a side hug and you had a smile on your face. 

“You cheated on me, bitch!”

“You got it wrong! He is just my..” 

You were cut off by the slap on your cheek. You fell to the floor due to the impact. Tsumu's strength was no joke. The whole team was just standing here watching you being humiliated. No one even tried to help you or stop Tsumu.

“Shut it! I don't want to hear anything from you! Get out of my sight!” 

He turned around and went towards Kasumi, handing her phone back and then she just embraced him. You were still sitting on the floor holding your burning cheek and staring at them shocked. A figure approached you and you saw an extended hand.

“L/n-san” 

It was Kita Shinsuke who helped you stand and guided you to the infirmary. It was him who tended your cheek then asked:

“You were going to explain everything, weren't you?”

You nodded. 

“I'm sorry for Atsumu's actions, he can be a little too emotional sometimes” 

You nodded again. Of course you knew that, but he never was violent before.

You opened your mouth and broke the silence:

“It was my cousin. The guy in the picture. We were together yesterday in the mall. He lives in Tokyo, but sometimes he and his father visit me here cause they are my only family in Japan”

"I see"

Kita-san was always a man of few words but seeing such understanding was refreshing.

After that you had no choice but to leave the team and eventually the school. When Atsumu's fans learnt what happened, they started bullying you. The volleyball team, minus Kita, chose to ignore you as if you never existed. So you contacted your parents who lived abroad and asked to help you transfer. Then you started your second year of high school in Nekoma with Kuroo being a third-year. 

After the practice you, Kuroo and some other players, including Atsumu, are standing outside the gym chatting. Well, they are chatting while Kuroo is using your head as an armrest.

When you hear the familiar sound of the motorcycle, you smile. He's here.

The sound stops, Kuroo looks behind you and grins. He finally decides to stop using you as the armrest. Instead another arm wraps around your shoulders and you feel a pair of lips kissing the side of your head.

“Hi there, princess”

“Hi, handsome”

You wrap your arms around his waist and look up at him smiling lovingly.

Kuroo pretends to gag and looks at Atsumu. To say that the setter is confused would be an understatement. Did this guy just call you princess? Why are you hugging him? Aren't you dating Nekoma's captain? Just what the hell is going on?

Your boyfriend notices the look Kuroo's now giving him and says:

“Care to introduce me to your friends?”

He moves so now he's standing right behind you with his arms loosely hanging from your shoulders. His head is placed right on top of yours and you sigh. Why is everyone around you so freaking tall? 

“Sure. So, you know Tetsuro” 

Kuroo waves at your boyfriend and the latter returns the gesture.

“This is Lev and Kenma, they are from Nekoma too”

The said boys say their greetings. Your boyfriend just smiles and nods.

“This is Bokuto, Akaashi and Konoha from Fukurodani” 

“Never heard of it” your boyfriend admits.

You sigh and continue.

“This is Hinata and Kageyama from Karasuno”

“Never heard of it” 

You can't help but roll your eyes: first Kuroo, now him, have they agreed to behave more stupid than ever?

“And that's Miya Atsumu and Osamu, and Kita-san from Inarizaki”

Your boyfriend flashes a small smile towards Kita.

“I've heard of you. You're the only decent person in this shithole of the school, right?”

Kita shrugs:

“I guess” 

You mentally facepalm.

“And this is Haitani Ran, my boyfriend”

Ran smiles at the group and plays with your hair.

Atsumu's jaw just met the ground: boyfriend? Then who the hell is the black-haired captain? He looks between you, grinning Kuroo and carefree Ran. 

“Haitani Ran like Ran and Rindou Haitani?” Konoha suddenly asks.

Ran looks amused.

“Oh, so you know me and my brother?”

“I used to live in Roppongi when I was in middle school. Every kid knows the Kings of Roppongi” 

Ran grins and looks at you:

“Sweetheart, you never told me that your friends are people of culture” 

You facepalm again, this time literally.

Hinata joins the conversation excited:

“The king of Roppongi?? Like in volleyball?? Bakayama here is the King of the Court too!”

Now Ran is giggling while Kuroo is completely unable to hold his laugh.

“This kid is hilarious, I like him. Babe, can we adopt him?”

You groan at his stupidity.

“No, Ran, we can't adopt him, Hinata here is the high-schooler”

“He is?? But he's so small!” 

Kuroo's laugh becomes louder and you facepalm the third time, but you're not sure how to explain to the others who Ran Haitani actually is. 

“No, Hinata, Ran is… the different type of the King” 

Kuroo blurts:

“Ran is a delinquent”

“A delinquent?” 

Ran decides to speak for himself so he says with a proud smile:

“Me and my brother rule the Roppongi. People there answer to us, if not, we beat shit out of them” 

His smile becomes more sinister when he looks at the Miya twins:

“So no one messes with us and people close to us”

Osamu who was silently observing the whole ordeal finally asks you pointing at Ran and then Kuroo: 

“If this is your boyfriend, then who is he to you?”

Kuroo speaks for you with his shit-eating grin:

“I'm her cousin”

Atsumu's face goes from bewildered to mortified: cousin? All this time he was your cousin?

All his anger towards you disappears. He mentally groans remembering how he treated you - he was so quick to judge you, not even giving you a chance to explain. He remembers that you actually tried to explain but he cut you off - he slapped you, he hurt you. He remembers now how heartbroken you looked, you didn't even cry because of the shock. He hates himself now remembering the bullying he witnessed. Then he thought you deserved it, but now… now he has only regrets. Maybe one day you give him the chance to apologize but not now as you say your goodbyes and leave the school hand-in-hand with your boyfriend. Atsumu just can hope that Ran treats you right.

And he does

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

S/O had a sibling reunion… S/O has been duck taped to the wall by their siblings - along with their siblings

S/O and their siblings don’t even remember how they got all of them on the wall

but all of them are cackling and wheezing from laughter as they are stuck to the wall

(main boys, please!)

Undertale Sans - What? You expected him to help? Nah. Instead, Sans taped double-sided adhesive on his jacket, and then he uses blue magic on himself to tape his body to the wall next to you. Looks like a good nap spot. Don't count on him for help. Ask Papyrus though, he would love to hear about what he's thinking of this.

Undertale Papyrus - He stares in disbelief. Why would you even... He doesn't want to know! Get off the wall this instant, he vacuumed the ceiling this morning! Papyrus then proceeds to defy gravity by flying to the ceiling to free you and your siblings like it's perfectly normal.

Underswap Sans - He grabs a broom and uses all of you as pinatas to help you get down. What? He can't really do anything else. In case you didn't notice: he's small. You escape your prison with a few bruises. You suspect he had fun hitting the crap out of you but with Blue, you can't prove anything.

Underswap Papyrus - He chuckles when he sees you, then takes a few pictures, then after teasing you for a good twenty minutes, he finally decides to help you with the only condition you tape him on the wall as a reward. He doesn't want to feel left out.

Underfell Sans - Hum... Let him think. He might let you out of here, but that won't be free. So what do you have to offer? You better be convincing or he's letting you there all night. You manage to obtain your freedom after losing 500 gold to improve his motorcycle and a three-hour planned cuddle session.

Underfell Papyrus - He's not amused. And you know what? Since you managed to tape yourself there, he'll sure you'll find a way to escape this situation by yourself. He waves at you and leaves. And he won't come back, have fun.

Horrortale Sans - He didn't see you at first and got jumpscare. After that, well, he's not happy. He's in a corner of the room, growling angrily at your siblings, and it seems he doesn't recognize you. He got spooked and his mind completely blocks the thought he knows you. That's great, now you have to wait for Willow to show up...

Horrortale Papyrus - He didn't see you either. You just watch as he frowns as a shoe suddenly appears in front of his eye sockets. He's so confused when he sees you there, at his height. But he quickly switches to stern mom mode. What do you think you're doing young people? You're going to be lectured about this, for very long minutes, before he accepts to free you once he's convinced you regret your actions. I hope you're a good comedian or you might stay there for a long time.

Swapfell Sans - He enters the room, looks at you eyes in eyes, sips on his tea for a long minute, looks at you again, turns around, and leaves. He doesn't care, find a way to get down by yourself he's not helping. It's only when you start to make ghost noises in the middle of the night as revenge that he accepts to free you. Well, to yeet you roughly on the couch is a more accurate description. Also, you're sleeping on the couch, he locked the door of the room. He's mad.

Swapfell Papyrus - He chuckles evilly and you immediately know you're in trouble. You're in a vulnerable position, and Rus knows that. He accepts to free you only after you let him paint your and your siblings' faces. It's not up for discussion. You now all look like clowns... More or less, as Rus is terrible at drawing. He's very proud of himself though.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He gives you the look, the one insulting the entirety of humanity because humans are clearly primitive inferior creatures that lack basic intelligence skills. Then he sighs loudly and in his great kindness, decides to rescue you with his superior mind because it's very clear he has to do everything in this world. How can humans be that stupid? How could you survive for so long without the monsters to guide you? And that's at this precise moment that he notices Coffee, hanging out with all of you, smiling widely and waving at him. That's it. You're all in timeout.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Do him too! Do him too! He wants to be duct tape on the wall too! He's as excited as a child, and he's ecstatic once you accept him in your little hanging session. He never wants to get down! Too bad Wine will eventually come to ruin the fun. He's sad when he's forced to get down :(

[rayghosts]

Reigen Arataka, world's greatest twink, dilf, milf, and Twitter favorite, had the chance of a lifetime. The Tumblr Sexyman poll - the only poll he landed second place in - was having a rematch on the original blue hellsite itself. With the experience he had gathered from the previous match, Reigen felt confident that he could win first place this time. He forwent the tactics he used last time and instead leaned hard into what he now knew was what made him truly appealing to the Tumblrinas: his babygirl factor.

In his first round, he swept the floor with Beetlejuice by opening his laptop and doing his work while lying in bed like a middle schooler. In the second round, he triumphed over Spamton by placing a hand on his hip in imitation of Jerma and saying, "Sparkle on, it's Wednesday, don't forget to be yourself!" In the third round, his victory over Jack Skellington was locked the moment Reigen used his latest Special Move: getting down on his hands and knees and arching his back so that his butt jutted out in a pose which drove the audience wild.

Having now won three rounds, Reigen was growing eager. He had but one round left before he could have his rematch against Sans. Already he could see that stupid skeleton across the stadium, taunting Reigen with his lazy smile.

Reigen's fourth opponent was a character he had never heard of before named Cecil Palmer, who didn't even have a canon appearance (albeit his voice did sound sexy). Cecil was from a podcast from 2012. Learning this, Reigen felt even more assured in his victory. No matter how popular this Cecil character may have been in 2012, Reigen had one over him in terms of relevance.

To Reigen's shock, his match against Cecil turned out to be much tougher than all his previous rounds. He soon learned the error he made in assuming Cecil's podcast faded years ago, for as it turned out, Welcome to Night Vale was still ongoing. Worse yet, Cecil's character writing kept up pace so that he was still as sexy by today's standards as he had been in 2012. Where Reigen cocked his hip in a slutty way and waved his hand around rapidly, Cecil rivalled him by wearing cat ears to work and gushing about his gay husband (who was CANON. How was Reigen supposed to go up against a CANON gay character?!)

But, no, there had to be some other secret to Cecil's success. After all, he didn't make it nearly as far in the Twitter poll. As Cecil paused in the middle of the competition to pull out his phone, Reigen finally saw why: Cecil had a Tumblr account. He had already familiarized himself with the website's culture long before Reigen entered the picture.

As Cecil's votes piled on unrelentlessly, Reigen became nervous. Could he really lose before reaching second place again? Reigen attempted to distract Cecil with a Salt Splash, but Cecil countered him by saying something about "the weather" and causing a random song to play out of nowhere, which disarmed Reigen long enough to gain Cecil another vote.

Now growing desperate, Reigen scanned through the audience, and that was when he saw him: Mob, standing among the crowd of Tumblrinas, watching his Shishou with his usual autistic stare. Reigen's first thought was how embarassing it must be for Mob to witness his teacher lose like this, but then he remembered his last match in Twitter, and what Mob told him afterward. Mob had wanted Reigen not to worry about what other people thought of him.

Reigen suddenly felt ashamed. How could he have forgotten Mob's words so quickly, and what was he teaching his disciple now, by entering a rematch of that contest? His vexation disappeared, to be replaced by a quiet resignation. As the poll drew to a close, and Cecil remained in the lead, Reigen decided to implement one last Special Move: Accepting His Defeat.

One second away from the poll's end, Cecil spoke in his smooth radio host voice, "Good news, listeners: #CECILSWEEP." The crowd erupted into cheers as the round's winner was announced to be Cecil.

Reigen somberly turned to walk off the stage. But before he could reach the end, he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned back to see Cecil standing next to him. Cecil had one question for him... would he like to be mutuals on Tumblr?

Reigen's eyes teared up.

Maybe the true Tumblr sexyman was the friends we made along the way.

@sexymanotd

[natriae]

Chapter 4: He's a good man.

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“y/n could you please sit down,” Kuroo asked politely. He motioned to the empty seat in between Atsumu and Suna. Atsumu had already sat down, bouncing his right leg. He totally knew what was going on. To your right Suna couldn't even look at you. His eyes bore into the corner of Foster's desk where a picture of his daughters was placed. Suna's slender fingers lightly tapped his chair's arm rest. He knew too.

Looking back towards Kuroo you couldn't help but ask, "Kuroo-san what is this about?". Your voice held no anger or fear. Genuine confusion was painted on your face and even flowed through your voice. However, your heartbeat was becoming more erratic by the second.

"Well y/n," Kuroo began, his voice did not sound the same as it normally did when he spoke to you. His voice was modulated, the way he spoke to new coworkers and ones he just about had enough of. "You see, this morning I had to clean up your mess. One that I really didn't expect from you miss l/n," this cannot be happening, "There were some photos we were able to clean off the internet of Miya Atsumu leaving your apartment, and then another with Suna's arm around you entering said apartment. However, we still don't know if there's more. Your badge could be seen as well. Anyone who did see the photo knows you work here, and it's not good for us. You of all people should know." Once he finishes he begins opening all three HR folders. He folds a familiar packet, and hands it over to each one of you. "These packets that each of you signed when you got your job were created by the JVA. The rules and standards we expect from you. As you can see at the bottom of the page each of you signed that you would not breach the contract…" He pauses for a moment with his arms crossed over his chest. Making him feel leagues above you guys. Make you feel like a child getting scolded by her father, "Miss l/n would you please read clause five for us," He commanded, the please making no difference.

Attempting to swallow the lump in your throat your eyes scanned the page landing on clause five. You could cite this clause by heart now. You swallowed again and opened your mouth to speak, however your voice came out strained and unsteady, "Under no circumstances should a relationship between Athletes and JVA employees exceed the standard; coworker to coworker." finishing you look back up to the tall man behind the desk.

"Now read the fine print below it." He commands once more.

Looking back down you speak, "No living with one another,"

"broken," Kuroo's voice rang.

"May not go to each other's place of living,"

"broken," The deep voice stated again. A tear fell onto the white paper in between your hands.

Before you could continue reading Suna's voice finally broke his silence, "Kuroo-san this is-"

"Suna be quiet. l/n continue."

"may not-" your voice uninvolvarly faded out, " may not sneak behind the backs of their bosses. If any employee is caught breaking this clause it will be resolved with immediate termination," By now your leg began bouncing like Atsumu and your anger was rising up. This is not your fault. Why won't they say anything? No matter how hard you tried you could not look back up at Kuroo's face. If you did your mask would fall and everyone would be able to see the broken person inside.

"l/n, I'm sorry to say this but we have to let you go. Please go pack your things." Once Kuroo was done talking the room remained silent for a moment. When you stood up to hand the packet back Kuroo began speaking once more. "As for you two, Miya and Suna, the coaches and I have decided that you two will not play in each of your opening matches," At this your jaw dropped and you looked up at Kuroo's face.

Not able to hold your anger any longer you broke, "I get fired and all they get is not playing in one stupid match!" you yelled at Kuroo. It didn't matter now what you said, you were fired. He wasn't your boss anymore. "you didn't even hear anyone out. Miya was only at my place because Suna invited him. I told him it wasn't a good idea, but he did it anyway," you turned your head around to the phone addicted man for backup but none came, "Suna come on tell him," Your once loud voice became hoarse and even a little whiny when suna did nothing but look away from you. You turned towards Atsumu for help, but he did the same thing.

"l/n please leave this office immediately," Kuroo gruffly answered. His face held no emotion or care for what was going on. He had to realize how unfair this was, right?

Turning around you excited the office with quiet tears dripping down your face. Bokuto saw your walk of shame and like any good person asked if you were okay. He must have been waiting. He knew as well what was gonna happen.

"y/n are you okay?" Bo asked with puppy dog eyes. You know this isn't his fault, but seeing anyone's face who was at all correlated made the tears fall faster. You brushed past him and walked faster to your office.

Entering, your body slammed the door shut and you fell to the floor. Finally being alone was enough for your body to just give out. What are you going to do? You can't go home, Suna will be there. If you go back to your family's house your parents will know you failed just as they expected. This was your dream job, and they took it away like that. And those stupid boys were able to keep theirs, because they won't be called a slut. They won't get rumors that they're sleeping around with staff because everyone loves them. Immediate termination my ass.

Standing back up and wiping your tears you click the lock on your door and begin organizing your things to be packed away. You noticed your laptop was still left open from your lunch. In the corner of the screen was a notification that you were tagged in a tweet.

Slamming your laptop shut you roughly place it into your bag knocking over a few trinkets that were on your desk. How could some people be that rude? You've seen the tweets before when anyone got caught up in a dating rumor, and you easily were able to get the rumors to an end, but now that it was you… how are you gonna stop this? How could Suna and Atsumu just sit there and do nothing?

Using your anger to power through you began slamming more things into your bag and boxes not caring if they were broken or damaged. You need to find a place to stay and fast. Through the crashes and thuds you were able to hear the soft knock that wrapped against your door.

"y/n let me in please!" you heard from the other side of the door. Turning around you look out the window to see all the boys on the court but one. "y/n please," the blond says, knocking a few more times.

Wiping your tears you reluctantly walk to the door knowing damn well he won't leave until he sees you. Twisting the knob you open the large door to see large watering brown eyes staring back at you. Not once have you seen Atsumu in a state like this. You hated to admit but there was a pang in your heart once your eyes landed on him.

"I knew…" he meekly let out, shaking his head and eyeing the floor. His hand pressed on the door to prevent you from closing it. "Bokuto.. he um- He sent me a text right before we were called in. I'm sorry." He continued, his apology falling on deaf ears. He didn't lose his job. "An-and I know yer mad. I stayed quiet," You opened your mouth to talk back but he raised his hand hoping you'd let him finish. "I was scared and fully convinced I would lose ma job as well, but I didn't and that's not fair. I know I seem like this stupid airhead, but I'm too aware, so I act stupid…and that's not an excuse. I understand if ya don't want to talk to me, but I'm gonna do everything I can for ya." He takes a deep breath before finally looking into your eyes again. You hadn't noticed before but now you can see the tears falling from his eyes. "Ma brother has an apartment above his shop. Ya can stay there. He'll make the rent cheaper too. He's a good man."

You hated to think this but you were thankful for him at that moment. Instead of getting all your anger out on him as you planned to, you responded with a small, "thank you," and shut the door.

When you had gone to your apartment a part of you expected to see Suna standing there waiting for you. Yet when you opened the door the apartment was silent. Just how you left it when you went to work this morning. It was easy to pack up your things even though the constant reminder that Suna could be back any second played in your thoughts. Now there was no trace of you left. You had giggled at the thought that this was like a break up. The last thing you wanted was to see Suna right now. He had broken your trust in several ways.

It's crazy how quickly your mind was able to end a relationship that felt like family, yet your heart felt like it was being chipped away. You know Suna's brain takes time to process information, and you shouldn't have been mad that he had drawn back from the situation as a whole, but as a friend you still wished he stood up for you, or at least spoke to you like Atsumu did.

Now here you are standing 20 minutes away from your old apartment preparing to speak to the mysterious Miya you assumed you'd never meet. Onigiri Miya. It does seem homey.

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Walk The Plank (KHJ x fem reader)

Chapter 17: Desire

You had grown up hearing tales about the infamous pirate crew ATEEZ—the fearless, power-hungry men that roamed the seas in search of the most valuable treasure they could lay their hands on. You almost didn’t believe the stories your mother had told you as a child...not until you wound up on their ship  

Warnings for this chapter: None? A lot of vulnerability? Some kissing and some crying...I couldn’t hold myself back lol

A/N: We are approaching the end! 🥹😭 I'm so attached...I wish I could just continue this story forever. I've been writing this one for a long time now! I have a Seonghwa fic in the works so hopefully that will be out soon <3 🤧 I love you all so much and I am truly so grateful! Also, happy San day!!!

Previous: Chapter 16, Masterlist

Chapter 17: Desire

How are you going to tell them that you need to destroy it...

You hadn't noticed until now how well you handled the jump back to your universe. You had not experienced difficulty breathing or feelings of overwhelming panic. Perhaps you've finally adapted to using your ability. You have used the Cromer frequently enough to begin understanding it. Unfortunately, now that you've accomplished that, you have to get rid of it.

You sigh as Jongho places his hand on your shoulder, tearing your gaze away from the Cromer. You'll tell them soon...you just want to enjoy your moment with your crewmates.   

"Y/N, I am so happy to see you," Jongho says.

"I am happy to see you too, Jong." You smile, nudging him. "I was only away for two days, but it felt like an eternity without you all." Jongho's eyebrows scrunch together.

"Two days?"

"What, was it three?" you question.

"Y/N, you were gone for eight dreadful days and nights," Yunho says.

"What?" you exclaim.

"Time must move a bit differently in the world you were in. Fascinating," Seonghwa says.

"Not fascinating. Dreadful," Yunho repeats.

"That did not happen the first time, did it?" 

"No, you were gone for mere minutes the first time," Seonghwa states.

"Y/N, may I have a word with you?" Hongjoong interrupts.

"Yes, actually there was something I needed to discuss with you as well." He nods, placing his right hand at the small of your back to guide you. You enter his cabin and carefully shut the door behind you. It has become your safe place, really.

"Joong I—"

"Y/N." He takes your face in his hands again, the side of his cool metal hook pressing into your soft cheek. "I just needed a moment with you. I cannot even begin to imagine what you have been through. It must be overwhelming."

"You know I can handle myself, Joong." You give him an assuring smile. He pulls you into a hug, this time much calmer than before. You melt into his arms, your hands grabbing the fur of his coat tightly. As turn your head to the side in your embrace, you catch a glimpse of the absolute chaos on his desk.

It was bad before, but this? More papers and maps than you have seen in your lifetime are sprawled across the table, journals and pens and navigation tools littered everywhere. "Oh my," you say quietly, leaving his hold to get closer to the desk.

"It was difficult trying to research a way to get to you," he explains. "We are so relieved you were able to get back here yourself." You pick up a familiar journal opened on the desk. As you scan over it, you notice it's the story you had written detailing how you ended up on their ship. A small piece of paper falls from the journal and back onto the desk. In black ink, there are sketches of you. One is a picture of you reading a book, and another smaller one is of you with your hair ribbon. 

"Did you draw these?" you ask him, taking the paper to examine it closer.

"Yes," he mumbles. "You were all I could think about, Y/N." You blink back some sudden tears and quickly set down the paper before you can ruin it. "I will not let you out of my sight again." This time, you take his face in your hands. 

"I know, Joong," you whisper. "I know." You pull him into a quick, gentle kiss. 

As you pull away, you see his eyebrows are scrunched with worry, and you trace your fingers over his features. Your fingertips caress his chin, his cheek bone, and eventually, his eye patch. The tips of your fingers trace the band above his ear, where you slide your finger beneath it. Hongjoong's jaw seems to clench at this, but he does not stop you. Still, you don't wish to pressure him. You love him, whether you see all of him or not. You begin to lower your hand, but he takes it, placing it right back where it was. He nods as you look at him with surprise. With a small smile, you pull at the strap and lift it ever so carefully. 

Once you remove the leather and set it aside, you take in his face. You had been expecting some kind of scar...perhaps even no eye at all. But what you find is that his iris and pupil are clouded. Hongjoong avoids looking at you for the first time ever. 

"You are beautiful, Hongjoong." He meets your eyes, surprise etched across his features. You give him an assuring smile.

"I have never thought so. I was cursed a long time ago, after making a foolish deal with someone I thought I could trust. They took my sight." He sighs, pausing. "It is rare to encounter those that use magic for good anymore." 

"You are still you, Hongjoong. Nothing less. You are beautiful, regardless." The man in front of you suddenly closes the small distance between you, desperately kissing you as if you would be swept away any moment. You place your arms behind his neck and his strong arms wrap around your waist, holding you protectively. You feel safe and warm in his embrace. The moment is blissful, and you wish he would never let go. But when you break for air, you remember why you agreed to have a word with him in the first place. 

"Hongjoong, perhaps it is not the right time," you say breathlessly. "Not that I wish to stop this...just remember that I have something to tell you."

"Yes, darling. What is it?" You bite the inside of your cheek, nervous about how he might react.

"It is about the Cromer," you start. He tilts his head.

"What about it, Y/N? You can tell me." 

"I was told that we should destroy it."

"Destroy it?" Hongjoong repeats, looking at you as if you are not quite serious. "Who told you that?"

"You—the other Hongjoong. He explained that once we rid ourselves of it, the Guardians will not be able to locate us as easily, if at all. It was upsetting to hear, but it does seem like the best thing to do to keep each of us safe. We have all experienced some kind of danger with it, Joong." Hongjoong looks at you with an unreadable expression, and you shift nervously. "Please say something," you whisper. 

"Y/N, think about what you are saying. We have put infinite time, energy, and resources towards getting this artifact. To give it up is mad!"

"But if we do not have it, the Guardians cannot find us. They cannot take anyone. They cannot take me!" Your voice cracks, and your vision becomes blurry as tears well in your eyes for what feels like the hundredth time that night. "I just want to be with you, Joong. It is difficult to give up something that we searched so hard for but you are more important to me." You're crying harder now, your hands trembling at your sides as you grip the fabric of your skirt tightly. "I do not care about magic. I do not care about treasure. I found what I want and it is you!" you exclaim. You lower your gaze, rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand and watching as your tear drops hit the floor pitifully. 

Hongjoong is then right in front of you, lifting your chin gently. "I love you, Y/N." You look at him in awe, a bit taken back. "I ask that you forgive me for not understanding at first. I see why this decision must be made." He wipes your tears with his thumb, looking at you with all the care in the world. "Do not cry, darling. It will be alright." You can't bring yourself to speak, only nod at him. 

Hongjoong places a kiss to your forehead before turning to his desk. You watch as he picks up his eyepatch and you hurry over, taking it from him to help him put it back on. 

"I love you too, Hongjoong."

*** 

You stay in the cabin until the captain is done explaining the situation to the crew. Not wanting to witness their reactions to the news, you pace around in circles until they are done. You are feeling a bit tired, but you'll manage. "Y/N!" Mingi's deep voice calls you from outside.

You take a deep breath and step out into the moonlight, your favorite people gathered closely.

"Yes?"

Yeosang hands you the Cromer. "Will you do the honors, my lady?" 

"Are you sure we should not just toss it overboard?" Yunho asks. 

"We could, but think about the suffering of those who might find it in the future," Jongho says. 

"I could live with that," Wooyoung chimes in. 

"Silence," Hongjoong demands. "Go ahead, Y/N." You stare at the hourglass, the gold gleaming under the bright full moon. This is it. This is a decision for the better. With a heavy heart, you raise the fragile object above your head and drop it to the ground. Fragments of glass shoot outward like stars across the deck. Your father's entire life of research, shattered at your feet. Your captain's research. The guilt hurts, but the thought of being separated again from everyone that you have come to love in this world...that hurts more.

You watch in silence as Hongjoong pulls his hook through the dented gold frame and swings it overboard. Seeing it feels unreal. It makes you think of the other Hongjoong, and what he must be doing. Is he safe too? You hope everything works out for him. 

Exhaustion hits you hard out of nowhere, and you reach out to San beside you. It seems like your travel did have an effect on you, just not immediately. 

"Woah there." San picks you up, his arm tucked behind your knees.

"Tired already, princess?" Wooyoung asks, heading for the crew's quarters and motioning for San to follow. "You're out before we even got to start drinking." He giggles. Your eyelids feel heavy, closing before you can manage a response.

"Be careful with her," you hear Hongjoong warn.

"Got it, Captain!" San says, his footsteps heavy on the steps leading below deck. 

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Anon asked:

5. Is a possible interpretation of the ending that Louis&Lestat are working together again? Lestat said he could go out again if he had Louis but Louis said he had to go. Lestat then somehow ends up going after the guy that Louis was just talking to? Obvi not a coincidence so maybe he's just following Louis…but what if he's doing what he said? He's going out again bc he has Louis. Louis set up Malloy; or at least did so only after his reaction to his story? Maybe a stupid theory lol. ^2/3 anyway, sorry to come at you with all these questions, I just can't find answers anywhere else. Loved the movie and would just like to understand it better. I also think Louis&Lestat could be working together again because if Louis has resigned to killing people to survive, which is all Lestat ever really wanted him to be, is there any real reason they can't be in eachother's lives anymore? Thank you so much for any time you can give me and my questions lol! ^3/3

No worries, these are interesting questions!

I mean, that's an interesting thought, that Louis set Daniel up for Lestat to feed on... 👀 Could be true, but based on the script and the books, and the fact that Louis never hunted with Claudia... (Louis does hunt with Lestat or other vampires on occasion later in canon) but I don't think Louis would send an innocent victim out for Lestat to kill*.

I think in the movie version of the story, my interpretation was that:

Lestat had been following Louis for a while.

When Louis and Daniel went indoors, Lestat crawled into the open backseat of Daniel's car, conveniently parked nearby. This way, he could listen to them talk (the window was open!) and it put Lestat in place for acquiring the tapes of the interview afterward (and the car! And some human blood!).

In the movie's timeline, Louis had visited Lestat in NOLA (we don't know when, but based on Louis's clothing, it looks like late '80's or early '90's) and then left him there...

We don't know how much time passed until he met with Daniel, San Francisco looks like the late '80's or early '90's, too.

So maybe Lestat went to great effort to track Louis down to San Francisco and followed him, still wounded but desperate to reconnect with Louis when he had revived with more strength.

I also think Louis&Lestat could be working together again because if Louis has resigned to killing people to survive,

Yes, Louis seemed to get over his issues with killing ppl when Claudia entered the picture, she never saw him eating rats.

Maybe he wanted to set a good example for her, or maybe he just finally agreed, having tried to kill her, that human blood is more nutritious for vampires... we don't know! Lestat makes some snip at Louis about eating rats in front of Claudia and he tells her it was a long time ago, before she was born, and "I don't recommend them," with this little slurp to amuse her:

because if Louis has resigned to killing people to survive, which is all Lestat ever really wanted him to be, is there any real reason they can't be in eachother's lives anymore?

But no, Louis & Lestat aren't clearly back together again at the end of the '94 movie, but at least Lestat is mostly revived by the very end, there's hope that he's going to be his old vibrant self in a new age, and maybe even turn Daniel! I don't know what the plan was for the next movie, but there was a sequel planned for a long time, the movie rights eventually expired. The more book-focused fans might say that Louis enjoys his space and doesn't need a constant lover, and that Lestat is somewhat of a manwhore who struggles with monogamy (maybe partly BECAUSE he can't get Louis to commit to him, so he goes out looking for love surrogates), but he always pines for Louis. Now matter how hard you ship Louis and Lestat you will never ship Louis and Lestat as hard as Lestat does. [X][X @high-fructose-lesbianism]

The more book-focused fans in VC fandom generally agree that Louis gave the interview in order to get his story out, and if Lestat was still alive, it could provoke him enough to come out of hiding** bc maybe Louis still has feelings for Lestat, but killing people was not the only reason they couldn't be in each other's lives. Louis suffered in the dynamic they were in during the 65 years together in IWTV. There's been a lot of writing on it over the years but most book-focused fans agree there was some level of abuse from Lestat to Louis (and Claudia), whether emotional, verbal, and/or physical. Lestat threatened them both with harm at different times, and he had been very secretive, which created frustration for Louis and Claudia about their nature as vampires, and even if Lestat did all this out of fear for their safety, or worry that they might leave him, or any other reasons, it was still Not Great, not something Louis would want to throw himself back into so easily!

If you read the books, Louis/Lestat has a tension as a ship that continues throughout, and Anne Rice basically tried to have them finally together in the last book. She had teased us about a L/L wedding over the years, and that never went through in canon. 😭💗

**And in the Vampire Lestat, Lestat does rise and he wants to join a rock band, when he tells them his name, they thought it was marvelous that he was pretending to be the vampire Lestat:

*In canon, Louis kills random people, so that he's not responsible for judging them as deserving of death, even murderers can serve their time and return to society! If Louis gets to know a victim at all, he has too much empathy for them to kill them. However, canonically and in the '94 movie, Lestat kills evildoers, it stems from him saving his village from wolves when he was alive, when he was praised for protecting the villagers and the livestock from those terrorizing wolves. It justifies his need as a vampire to kill, while also making him a kind of hero bc he's protecting the innocent ppl from the evildoers.

Killing evildoers takes more effort in some ways, bc Lestat has to read their minds first or see them be criminals in order to be sure they're really evil, but he enjoys it! Sometimes he spends weeks, months, years pursuing a victim.

Anyway, since Daniel's not shown in the '94 movie or canon to be an evildoer, I don't think Louis would feed him to Lestat.

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[2024.08.29] FS Life Extra - Yuzuru Hanyu PROFESSIONAL Season 2: Yamamoto Sota

I really admire his passion for the moment.

This year, they once again performed together on "Fantasy on Ice." What is the secret of the ‘aura’ that Yamamoto felt?

How was it to perform in "Fantasy on Ice" for the second time?

-First of all, I was very happy to receive the offer again, and since Hanyu-kun has done many solo shows, for this year's "Fantasy" he was only in the A tour. This time, I also participated in the A tour only, and I was able to learn a lot from him backstage and during the show, so it was really fun and I was very happy to be able to perform with him again. “Fantasy” is an ice show that I really love, and this year, many people came to see it, and the energy in the venue was truly amazing. The cheers when Hanyu-kun was going for the quadruple jump in the opening were incredible! Even before he reached the center position to start the opening choreography, by just entering the rink from backstage, the cheers were so loud it felt like my ears were going to burst. It’s the kind of excitement that you can only experience in "Fantasy", so it was a really special moment, and I think everyone had a great time and enjoyed the show.

What did you think of this year's opening and finale?

-The opening is usually a one-trick performance, and the choreography is almost the same each time, but the costumes are unique to "Fantasy". This time, the costumes exposed the shoulders quite a bit, which was quite innovative and fresh. For the finale, we had Nishikawa-san’s 'HIGH PRESSURE,' which

began with the men sitting on the Roomba (mobile stage). The choreography effectively used the Roomba and I thought it was a very cool part. "HIGH PRESSURE" was truly a high-energy finale. No matter where you look, every moment was really wonderful.

Everyone looked like they were having a lot of fun dancing.

-That's right (laughs). I think it's rare for such a large venue to be filled to capacity, so the time felt really special, and it was an unforgettable experience for me too. I'd like to work hard this season so I can perform there again next year.

It was also fun to see Hanyu moving between the skaters in groups while dancing in the finale.

-That's right. The song ended right at the transition part, and I thought it matched the music really well. You could hear the cheers of the audience wherever Hanyu-kun went (laughs). It was a lot of fun, and when he came to our group, he danced like crazy to keep the excitement going (laughs).

You were in the same group as Javier Fernandez and the others.

-Yes. During rehearsals we were asked to split into four groups and that was the group I happened to be split into. Tanaka Keiji and the other Japanese skaters were in another group, so I was the only Japanese in my group (laughs). I wasn't sure if I could handle it, but when it was time for the show, everyone danced like crazy, so I think I was able to dance with enthusiasm too.

It looked like fun (lol).

-It was fun (lol).

Have you seen Hanyu's "Danny Boy" and "Meteor"?

-Yes, of course. First of all, the costumes for both "Danny Boy" and "Meteor" were really cool. I thought the costume for "Meteor" was really striking and glittering, very Gundam-like, and "Danny Boy" is a song that envelops you in a sense of tranquillity with just the sound of the piano, which he conveyed through the expression in his fingertips, jumps, spins, steps, and other elements. In the silence, you could hear the sound of edges and the sound of the ice being scraped, which was very refreshing. It was a program where you could even enjoy such details. There were moments when the track stopped, and you wouldn’t usually hear these sounds during the song, so being able to clearly hear the edge sound was something new and I thought it was really great.

You're not from the Gundam generation, are you?

-I'm not from that generation, but I've seen pictures on social media comparing the costume to the video clip, and I thought they looked really similar. I thought the costume looked really cool on its own, and it was amazing that someone could pull it off.

Apparently, it was self-choreographed.

-Ehh! Amazing! "Meteor" also has some mechanical-like movements... I'm sorry, I don’t know much about Gundam, but there were machine-like movements scattered throughout the beginning, and I thought the patterns of those movements were really beautiful. They matched well with Nishikawa-san's vocals, and I thought it was great how every part fitted the music perfectly. He did a triple axel at the end, and his jumps were also sharper, which was cool.

Every time, I feel the greatness of seeing it live

After watching it, is there anything that you would like to incorporate into your performance?

-I would like to incorporate it, but it's difficult at my current level (laughs). When I see him up close, I think, "Wow, he's really amazing." I mean, his greatness, his aura. I think I still have a long way to go to be able to show that kind of thing, and when I look back at my performances, whether it's exhibition programs or competitive programs, there are a lot of things I want to do better. First of all, I hope to hone myself and then, if there are elements I can incorporate, that would be great. Even in jumps, I'm not so good with the Axel, but when I see him jump the Axel at the end, I think I have to work harder. And the precision of his expression... I think that he can express himself skillfully in beautiful songs, and I think that kind of breathtaking expressiveness is unique to only Hanyu. It's true when I watch it on video, but I especially feel its greatness when I see it live at the venue every time. I would like to learn from him how to create an aura or atmosphere, his expressive ability, and his precise footwork, and I would like to be able to incorporate these things into my own competitive programs.

Where do you think that aura comes from?

-He’s serious about the moment. The passion he has for every moment is incredible. In the opening of Fantasy, everyone performs one trick at the start, and towards the end, Hanyu-kun jumps a quadruple toe loop. To his fans, Hanyu-kun’s quad toe loop might seem like just another jump (since he also performs other quads like the Salchow and Loop), but performing a 4T right after coming onto the ice and in the midst of deafening cheers must be incredibly challenging. What’s even more impressive was seeing him making the final adjustments in the backstage right up until the opening begins. Witnessing him manage all these aspects up close, I strongly feel the weight he is carrying and the immense pressure he faces. Despite this, his ability to always give 120% is truly admirable, and I want to learn from him. I think that such qualities naturally emanate as his aura.

Did you have a chance to chat with Hanyu this year?

-Well, during the actual show, everyone was focused on their own performances, but we had a chance to talk a little after it was over and at dinner hall. Apparently, Hanyu-kun does a lot of training, and he told me that there’s a sauna at the gym. He brought up this topic because I was there (laughs). I asked him, "Really? I'd like to go too. Do you use the sauna, Hanyu-kun?" and he said, "I'm not really keen" (laughs). Apparently, in the past, Tsuzuki (Shoichiro)-sensei would take him to the bath or sauna, but he said, "I'm not good with it." We had that kind of conversation, and I don't know what else. We were just talking about really trivial things. Last year we talked about skating quite a bit, but this year it was this kind of talk.

I would like to talk to you again if I have the opportunity.

What did you think of your own program, Yamamoto? This was the first time you did a collaboration this year.

-Well, last year I did two individual programs, but this year I finally got to do my long-awaited collaboration number. "Ich bin ich bin Musik" was the song that was sent to me by the organizers, and I felt that they prepared a program that suited each skater. My song was also very easy to express, and I think it was a musical program that allowed me to really express my emotions alongside Shirota Yu's vocals.

It was a really wonderful program that it's a shame it can only be seen on Fantasy.

-I'd like to perform it in various places too. I heard from Keiji-kun and (Miyamoto) Kenji-sensei that "if I get permission, I can use it." If there's an opportunity, I'd like to perform it again someday.

And how was your solo "Beat It"? There was a lot of cheering.

-Um, on the short side, like this...

The part where (the chest area of the costume) was exposed too much, right.

-Ahaha, right (laughs). There was a choreography that exposed the part a little, but I was happy to see everyone’s reaction to it, and this time there was a live broadcast and live viewing, so there was a camera (for broadcasting) there (laughs). The cameras were positioned to match the audience's viewpoint on screen, but in fact they were quite low down. So, during the live broadcast, I made an effort to appeal to those cameras as well. People who watched said things like 'It felt like we made eye contact,' and it was fun for me too.

What did you gain from this year's "Fantasy"?

-After all, ice shows are entertainment that is different from competitions, and although I am still an athlete, I want people to enjoy such events as entertainment. There are many different ice shows, and I want to do my best as a member of each show. I was able to learn a lot from Hanyu-kun and the other skaters at "Fantasy" about various expressions, how to engage the audience, and how to liven up the atmosphere, and I also realised the importance of being aware of the audience in different areas, like the upper sections of the venue or at live viewings. I am learning more and more every year about how to express myself and liven up the show so that people can enjoy themselves.

Please give a message to Hanyu-san.

-I've always been shy, and since it’s an ice show, it's hard for me to find the courage or timing to speak to you directly, but this time I'm going to excuse myself (laughs). I really wish to communicate and talk to you more, and I was really happy to be able to work with you again in this year's "Fantasy", and although it was a really trivial conversation, I was really happy to be able to talk to you. If I'm invited back to "Fantasy" next year, or if we have the opportunity to work together somewhere, I hope we can have lots of fun conversations about trivial things, saunas, about myself, and skating. If there's another ice show this year, I'd like to go see it if I get the chance, so I look forward to seeing you then. Do your best! I look forward to working with you again!

And please give a message to your fans. -I was able to appear in "Fantasy" again this season, and I was able to learn a lot about how to express myself to the audience, how to direct my gaze, facial expressions, and so on. I hope that the expressions conveyed in “Fantasy” will be reflected in my competitive programs as well. I will continue to give my all this season to create such moments again, so I would be happy if you would support me. I will do my best this season as well. Thank you very much!

Source: FS Life Extra PROFESSIONAL Season 2, pg 96-99 Info: https://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/4594622488 https://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/4594622771